That’s a pretty long list.

1. Wear makeup on a daily basis. I hate the crap. It does nothing for me except gather the opposite kind of attention than I’d like. Plus I am allergic to most of it.
2. Wear revealing clothing. This is a pain, because revealing tops are the “in” thing right now. Finding T-shirts and long pants is becoming a chore. But I don’t like to show skin as a measure of my modest upbringing, especially not when it’s sunny, since I burn.
3. Wear even tight clothing. I don’t like showing off the shape of me, not because I’m ashamed of it, but because I don’t like to draw that kind of attention to myself. And as I am a tiny person living on the bad side of town, it’s honestly safer if I stay in my big, loose clothing that blurs the curves I have.
4. Get my nails done. I grow my own nails just fine, and do all of what little paint I put on them myself when the mood strikes me. Which isn’t often.
5. Have long hair. I don’t mind having long hair, but it’s so thick and heavy that I get serious headaches when it gets too long. Besides, I like having short, flippy hair aesthetically.
6. Concern myself with having children or raising a family. All the girls my age, (20–25yr olds) are settling down, getting married…while I’m over here, stressing over college and caring less and less about my future family. I’m the rare black sheep that doesn’t care if I die alone, as long as I didn’t die in vain.
7. Want a baby. Going along with the above, I really want no children of my own. If I ever decide I want one, it will be adopted, since I’m likely to die if I try giving birth.
8. Concern myself with fashion trends or the who-what drama. Not my problem? I don’t care.
9. Concern myself with having a “social circle.” Friends are nice, but not necessary. Shallow, meaningless ones even less so.
10. Offer to split the bill. I would, but I’m broke. Not even a little pocket cash.
11. Wear a dress or skirt except on special occasion. I hate wearing dresses. They irk me. How the hell do you move around or sit comfortably in one of those things?! Ball gowns are even worse, but not many women I know will wear one. Even less will try a corset. (Ugh…don’t make me go there.)
12. Squirm or squeal over every small, living creature. I admit, Even I will puke at the sight of maggots or wild rats. But snakes? Newts? Lizards? Frogs? Even vultures don’t bother me at all; in fact, I’ve taken care of one and found it quite amusing. (If a bit rank). I also keep spiders in jars as pets. They make entertaining creatures to watch when you feed them.
13. Start fights with other people over my significant other. This isn’t even just a girl thing, but if you want my man/woman, depending on which sex I happen to have as a partner at the time, then go for it. If they accept, then I guess I can’t trust them anymore and I leave. If they refuse, as I might trust them to, then sorry for your luck.
14. And last but not least, I have no interest in losing weight. Quite the opposite, in fact, since I am about 10lbs below average.